Seriously? - Red Sox Mania
So, one of the things I never managed to do in Boston was to see the Red Sox at Fenway Park. I now have added incentive since a friend of mine is singing the National Anthem. But she couldn't sing it on any normal night, no, she happened to draw the first game against the Cardinals, which is apparently the team against which the Red Sox broke the 86-yr World Series curse. Cue the sound of cashiers going "Ka-Ching!"

This is baseball, the all-American sport, the game you bring your eight year old son to and buy him a hotdog. But how in the world can people afford it? Standing room only seats cost from $40 to $389, where you huddle behind the grandstands and peer through. If you want an actually seat for your four hour game, it'll cost you at least $60, but bring your binoculars since you'll be in the upmost bleachers. Tickets go all the way up to $2900 (seriously!!?) for which I hope you at least get close enough to be splashed with tobacco spittle. Seriously folks. It's a game. And I don't think it's all people with Dolce & Gabbana handbags out there. I think we've somehow convinced working americans that it's right and proper to spend $150 a seat to watch baseball, just like we've convinced them half an annual salary is the "appropriate" price of a wedding. Or maybe it's not a family thing anymore. Maybe it's all 20- and 30- something bachelors with too much money and not enough beer?

I may still wander down to Fenway to wait for three hours on game day and pick up the few same-day tix they release to the plebes. I want the experience, but folks, this ain't the Met. Please be reasonable!